Nature’s Little Engineer… and Every Man’s Problem
Let’s talk about beavers — the ones chewing through East Brunswick trees like it’s an all-you-can-eat hardwood buffet.
MH dropped a gem of a post that didn’t get the love it deserved, so we’re resurfacing it. She found undeniable signs of beaver activity near Beekman and Church Rd. Trees perfectly chewed, all aimed toward the water — pure dedication from nature’s most seductive little troublemaker.
We say it with admiration: a good beaver can change the landscape.
A great one? It’ll wreck your plans, your peace, and your property taxes.
“I tried to get rid of a beaver once. Ended up building around it.” – T.S.
“You know it’s bad when you keep going back to check on the damage… and secretly hoping it’s still there.” – D.J.
“Every time I think I’ve cleaned up after it, it’s back — working harder, chewing deeper.” – R.B.
“A beaver like that? You don’t tame it. You survive it.” – J.K.
That’s the thing about beavers. They’ll chew through your stability, drag your sanity to the waterline, and still somehow make you smile. You’ll curse it, chase it, warn your friends… and deep down? You don’t really want it gone.
So, hats off to this hard-working woodland femme fatale — grinding, dragging, and building empires out of twigs and trouble.
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